"Who is he?"
Sylvester shrugged and added in his calm voice. "I don't know. But does it matter? That man knows something that, if revealed, will kill your sister. Would you let him go?"
"I'd kill him," Gabriel responded in a heartbeat.
Sylvester didn't say anything instantly as he let the words settle in Gabriel's mind. What he did was for his family, and it didn't matter who he killed.
"May I ask what happened? What's the reason?" Gabriel carefully inquired.
Sylvester looked around this time at the landscape. "Isn't it so peaceful inside this Holy Land, Gab? The air feels fresh. The people are so kind. We are like nobilities here. But the moment we step out of here, we're merely prey for those brave enough to hunt us.
"There is a lot of darkness out there, brother. The Church and its faith keep the peace, but a select few wish to destroy it."
"The heathens?" Gabriel exclaimed.
